Chapter 730: The Zhuangguan, the Yin God Corpse Prisoner

King Pingdeng felt the greatest sorrow of all. He thought that if he died one day, "Cause of Death: King Chen" would have to be engraved on his tombstone.

The gazes of the old antiques were like mountains pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

Those condescending gazes were filled with indifference and mockery, as if they wanted to see how a mere sixth-order supreme being like him could collect money in front of a group of eighth-order supreme beings.

"Damn it, is level eight so great? When I was fighting alongside King Chen, you were still buried in the dirt!"

Not knowing what string was touched in his mind, King Pingdeng gritted his teeth, and slowly raised his eyes, which had been evasive, to look at the group of imposing old antiques.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, but this did not affect King Pingdeng's determination. He looked at the group of people, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and shouted in a deep voice: "I'm sure you have heard what King Chen said. If you have money, you spend it. If you don't have money, you spend your life!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar among the group of old antiques. No one had expected that a mere sixth-level strongest person of the contemporary era would dare to be so domineering.

Many people looked at each other, whispered to each other secretly, and occasionally glanced at King Chen in front of them.

"After a fierce battle with two ninth-level masters and a battle with the Yin God, even if he was at the peak of the ninth level, there would be no strength left!"

"That's right. If King Chen could really strike again, he probably wouldn't let the two opponents escape."

"In my opinion, this is just a bluff!"

"I think so too..."

"Haha, this King Chen may look young, but he's actually very scheming. He sent a Yama over here to act arrogantly, probably just to scare us."

"He's already a weakling..."

A group of old antiques discussed with each other, and their expressions became more and more dangerous.

"King Pingdeng is in such a state of grief, no way, he failed to scare them off? Old Jiang, you really misled me! Ghost Energy +9.99 million!"

On the surface, he still maintained his arrogance and coldness, looking down on a group of old antiques, but in fact, his inner defenses had already been broken and he just wanted to cry.

At this time, the figures swayed, and one old antique after another pressed forward, with a look of desolation written all over their faces. King Pingdeng clearly saw the murderous intent in them.

"Together, we can destroy King Chen's undefeated legend in one day!"

"Use your trump card and kill him!"

"Kill him, and the whole of Kyushu will be yours to conquer!"

The old antique's secret voice transmission became more and more radical, and he took a step forward, taking something out of his arms.

On this side, the strong men in Jiuzhou were trembling with fear. The deterrence did not work. It seemed that King Chen had really gone too far this time!

"superior!"

This time it was not a telepathic call. Someone in the group of old antiques shouted out, and the sound was like the morning bell and evening drum, rumbling and ringing, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

The strong men in Jiuzhou trembled and quickly launched their killing moves.

But what followed was a dead silence and peace. No one came forward. A group of old antiques looked around leisurely, and then took out treasures filled with spiritual energy from their arms.

"Haha, it's only right to pay something to watch such a wonderful battle. This is my viewing fee. Farewell."

"Some people actually have evil intentions for such a small thing. This world has changed."

"People's hearts are complicated, but I am simple and pure. It's a waste of time to watch the battle. See you next time."

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This sudden change left the strong men in Kyushu stunned for a long time.

ah?

What's going on? When they say "go up", do they mean rushing up physically to get the treasure?